I'm going back to 505If it's a seven hour flight or a 45 minute driveIn my imagination you're waiting,lying on your sideWith your hands between your thighsStop and wait a sec,when you look at me like that my darling what did you expect?I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck,or I did last time I checked.shy of a spark.The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark.Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the spark.The middle of adventure is such a perfect place to start.I'm going back to 505 if it's a seven hour flight or a 45 minute drive.In my imagination you're waiting,lying on your side with your hands between your thighs.I'm always just about to go unspoiled,a surpriseTake my hands off of your eyes too soonSmile.